Smoke Rings
Ian Broudie
He's not a man of many words He's wrapped up deep inside Seldom seen and barely heard The secrets of his life Life looking through smoke rings Circles of friends who have gone Gone In another time, another place Things he could have done With a different life, a different face With drink to oblivion Life looking through smoke rings Circles of friends who have gone Gone Life looking through smoke rings Circles of friends who have gone Gone